Mogh stood next to the HaH'vats Main Advisor as the screens lit up bright red.
"Vessel decloaking! Sector six! Range, two light-seconds!"
Kang snarled. "Fire!"
The Weapons Master growled as he punched the controls that handled the battlecruisers rear-facing disruptors.
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The romulan T'derox-class Warbird opened fire with disruptors against the unshielded aft of the IKS HaH'vat and received incoming fire from the klingon warship. At the same time, the IKS Klothos appeared out of nowhere as it dropped its own cloaking field.
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The Klothos pilot roared as he fired his guns at the unshielded romulan ship. The Klothos executive officer, First among Warriors, sat in the captains chair and pointed at the enemy vessel depicted on the main viewer.
"Mind your aim, pilot!" the klingon XO snarled.
Tuvok, manning a station with access to the ships sensors, adjusted the setting of a couple of levers and dials. "Target area has lost power, boarding party away."
The First among Warriors clenched his fist. "Pilot, fire at will, full spread!"
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The Warbird veered off from its attack to avoid the incoming fire from the Klothos, but not before launching a subspace-warhead. The powerful torpedo locked on to the HaH'vat and ruptured subspace itself as it was pulled by the space-time fluctuations created by the HaH'vats warp-core.
On the bridge, a romulan commander addressed the admiral. "Cloak reengaged, sir. The Klothos is cloaking as we speak. The HaH'vat has increased to full impulse, but the warhead has a successful lock on the warp-core. They will not escape. Sections fifteen through eighteen on deck twelve, eleven and ten have lost power as a result of enemy fire, but repair-teams are already deployed and power will be restored within the hour."
"Excellent" the admiral smirked, hands folded over his back as he studied the various screens available on the bridge. "And the assault-team?"
"Successfully transported onboard the Klothos, as far as we know, sir."
The admiral slowly nodded. "Very good."
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"A subspace-warhead, my lord" Mogh informed Kang as both stood and watched the data provided by the station manned by the Main Advisor. "Our warp-core is attracting it like a magnet."
The Main Advisor pointed at a display that showed energy-readings. "The more power we use, the faster it will be drawn towards us. Go to warp and it will hit us within seconds. Do nothing and it will destroy us in a few minutes."
Kang growled, not liking the situation one bit. "We will slingshot around the sun at maximum velocity" he then said. "Deploy a warp-capable shuttle and rupture its warp-core. The increase in power will attract the warhead, and the gravimetric proportions of the sun will cut it off from us."
Mogh nodded and then sighed. "If this fails, there will no time to counter the warhead a second time."
"Then we are in luck that today is a good day to die" was Kangs simple response.
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Power was down and the corridors were dark, only the odd blue emergency-light was lit here and there. Dax, armed with a klingon disruptor-pistol, took a peek around a corner; all was quiet.
"Looks like your vulcan was right" Kor said, standing behind the trill along with twelve klingon warriors. "Their internal sensors were disabled as they lost power."
"It wont stay that way for long" Dax pointed out. "They will restore power eventually."
"Let's move then" Kor said and slapped Dax over the shoulder with a grin. "I've boarded three of these vessels before. I know how to reach the detention-area. Let us go."
Kor took point and guided the other klingons, and Dax, through the corridors of the romulan Warbird.
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Tuvok turned a dial at his station on the bridge of the Klothos. "The HaH'vat is heading on a trajectory that will take in a tight turn around the star" he said. "It would be my calculated guess that Kang will try and use the suns gravity to swallow the subspace-warhead."
"Kang is clever" the First among Warriors nodded. "It would not surprise me is he succeeds."
The Main Advisor turned in his chair. "I have strange readings, three decks below" he said. "An anomaly I can not explain."
The executive officer quirked an eyebrow. "What sort of anomaly?"
Tuvok quickly rearranged his station so he could interact with the Klothos internal sensors. "A dampening field" he quickly realized. "Designed to blur out bio-signatures and conceal them from sensor-readings."
The executive officer left the captains chair and walked over to Tuvok. "Scan for unexplained energy-readings. Weapon-grade signatures in the area of the anomaly."
"At once" Tuvok said and did as the klingon asked. "Sixteen energy-readings that could possibly be phasers or disruptors and one energy-signature that most likely is the power-source for the dampening-field. It would seem as if the romulans managed to board us just as we boarded them; using the release of energy provided by the disruptor-blasts to hide our transporter-beams."
The executive officer freed his pistol with one hand, and his d'k tagh with the other. "Intruder alert!" he growled. "All hands, engage and destroy the enemy on deck seven, section four!"
Tuvok watched as every klingon on the bridge, apart from the pilot, grabbed their weapons and hurried to locate the intruders. Tuvok noticed the pilot looking at him with a fierce smile.
"The romulans will soon regret coming aboard" the klingon chuckled.
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D'jalel and her fellow agents of the Tal'Shiar stood next to Toldol as he was searching the computer systems of the IKS Klothos. The corridor they stood in was secured by a squad of ten reman storm-troopers; remans being the elite soldiers of the Romulan Star Empire.
"Nothing" Toldol said, operating the handheld datapad he had hooked up to the klingon system via a cable. "They only carry standard klingon torpedoes. Nothing out of the ordinary at all."
"Impossible!" D'jalel leaned in to read the data herself. "Kirks daughter was convinced that this ship would bring Syboks torpedo. Their plan depended on it."
"Looks like the klingons weren't as forthcoming as Kirks daughter might have thought" Toldol said somewhat annoyed. "And now we are trapped on a klingon ship. They will find us sooner or later."
"Massive movement" one of the Tal Shiar agents then said, as if on cue, studying a scanning device. "Twenty-three klingons are closing in on our position."
"We must find that torpedo" D'jalel hissed.
Toldol unplugged from the klingon computer. "It is not on this ship!"
"It must be!" D'jalel snarled and turned to the remans. "Prepare defenses! Do not engage the klingons in hand to hand combat, but stand your ground and keep them at bay at all cost."
"Commander" Toldol said and was clearly not comfortable about the situation as the reman storm-troopers readied themselves for battle. "There is nothing that suggests that the klingons have the torpedo. There is no point in staying on this ship any further."
"It is here, sub-commander" D'jalel insisted. "And we will find it."
Then, a klingon battle-cry sounded, and disruptor-fire filled the corridor.
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Dax followed Kor and the klingons through the corridors of the Warbird, pistols held at the ready. Then suddenly, as they came around a corner, they found themselves face to face with a repair-crew; the romulans were quite surprised and astonished as they realized that the enemy had managed to come onboard. It did not take long before Kor and the klingons opened fire, gunning down the romulans in a hail of disruptor-bolts.
"Someone will have heard that" Dax pointed out as he looked around as if expecting romulan troops to emerge out of the walls and bulkheads.
"Aye, Curzon, that much is certain" Kor snarled. "Haste is our ally now" he then said and pointed down the corridor. "There, fourth doorway and ten paces and we will be right on top of the detention-area. We must hurry!"
And with that, Kor and the klingons rushed to get into position further down the corridor.
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A hatch was pulled open overhead of the romulan position onboard the Klothos and a klingon jumped down and instantly grabbed hold of Toldol and engaged him in a wrestling match. The second klingon to jump down was the executive officer, First among Warriors, who slashed a remans throat with the blade attached to his pistol as soon as he landed and followed the move up by stabbing the same blade into the gut of a romulan and then discharging the disruptor-pistol point blank as it was pressed against the Tal Shiar agents torso.
D'jalel moved in quickly and kicked the pistol out of the grip of the executive officer, the experienced klingon replied in turn by delivering a headbutt and then throwing D'jalel to the ground down the corridor. As D'jalel came to her feet after an expert roll over her shoulder, she pulled out a serrated dagger and prepared herself for combat. The klingon first officer snarled like a beast as he freed his d'k tagh and then engaged D'jalel in deadly melee; they came at each other without mercy, using their blades with lethal precision and only through training and experience did they manage to parry and evade the various attacks.
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The ceiling in the detention-area fell in as an explosion ruptured the integrity of the structure. The romulan security-officers found in the detention-area threw themselves to the floor or into cover as smoke and debris crashed down. Before they had a chance to come to their senses, klingons came down through the hole left by the blast and instantly spread out and attacked the romulans with their edged weapons. As the klingons secured every entrance, once the romulans present had been disposed of, Kor and Dax ran up to the cell that held Emelie; behind the energy-barrier that contained her, she was secured to an interrogation-chair of an especially nasty design.
Kor blasted the controls to the cell and the energy-barrier collapsed, allowing Dax to rush in and make sure that Emelie, beaten and bruised, was alive and wake. Emelie was astonished to say the least as she realized what was actually going on; Curzon Dax was attempting to free her from a romulan warship, together with Kor and several klingon warriors.
"Curzon?" Emelie said as the trill began to unlock her restraints. "What are you doing here?"
"What's it look like?" Dax said with a smile as he freed Emelie of her final bonds. "We're getting you the hell out of here."
"And we have not much time" Kor cut in. "We must move, now, before we are overwhelmed."
"Come on" Curzon said and helped Emelie on her feet, and letting her lean on his shoulder as they headed to leave the detention-area.
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"Admiral! Sensors have detected several klingons in the detention-area!"
The admiral of the Warbird turned in disbelief to face the commander. "What?!"
The commander turned to get updated by the sensor-logs. "They are currently moving down yellow corridor, section nine on deck six, heading aft. We also detect one trill and one human moving with them."
"A human?" The admiral realized instantly who that human was. "Alert all troops! Intercept those klingons and kill them all! Leave no one alive!"
"At once, admiral!"
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"Pilot" Tuvok said, monitoring the internal-sensors of the Klothos.
"What is it, vulcan?"
"I believe I have troubling news. I am only able to detect seven klingon life-signs onboard the ship, including yours. At the same time, I detect three reman bio-signatures and four romulan."
The news had the pilot growl with hatred. Almost instantly did the pilot get out of his seat, arm himself with a pistol and a mek'leth and hurried to leave the bridge to join the battle.
On his own, Tuvok began to work the klingon systems and then bent down, opened a hatch to the innards of the station and rearranged a couple of the data-cards.